769 Ruin (Part 1)

Cresia infused his body with all the elements and darted forward, his blade aimed for Lith's neck. A well-placed lunge would make it impossible for him to breathe plus the time it would take Lith to die of blood loss was much longer than what Cresia needed to use Invigoration.

Great was his surprise when the short sword hung at Lith's hip grew in size until it became a silvery long sword with a hilt long enough to allow for a two-handed grip.

'What a moron.' Cresia thought. 'Heavier doesn't mean stronger. Such a weapon allows him only a couple of attack patterns, making him predictable.' Like most Awakened, he favored speed over strength.

Yet Lith didn't attempt to slash, but lunged as well, aiming at his opponent's head while his sword continued to grow in size. Orion's blades were all exceptionally light, but with Lith's strength, even a non-enchanted zweihander would have been as quick as a foil.